Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

Twilight Quadruple.

When Zhao Zhizhi returned home, he sat in the yard and sighed.

She finally picked up a little pet in this troubled world and even let it run away with her own hands.

Zhao Ermu walked out of the house picking his teeth and saw his sister sitting on the stone bench with a sad face. He couldn't help but stepped forward and said with concern:

"Zhizhi, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Ermu once wanted to put the little black dog in the pot, but he didn't succeed.

Zhao Zhizhi became even more angry when she thought about this. She stood up, stepped on him without any explanation, and said angrily:

"I'm in a bad mood now, second brother, don't mess with me."

Zhao Ermu was stunned for a moment, then grinned and hugged his face, shouting towards Zhao Zhizhi who was running into the house:

"Zhizhi, why do you always look at me so unpleasantly recently? Have I done something wrong?"

Zhao Zhizhi stopped before entering the door, tilted his head and snorted, "Second brother, what did you do right?"

Zhao Ermu was speechless, his face was full of pain, his lips moved for a moment, and he said aggrievedly:

"You are no longer the little white flower in my heart."

Zhao Zhizhi rolled his eyes imagelessly and turned back to the back room.

She has never been a little white flower, she is a king flower.

At the same time, Father Zhao's relatives came to the door.

Looking at the large family outside the door, Zhao Zhizhi was speechless.

Could these people be any more obvious?

He said he was worried that Mr. Zhao was not having a good life, so he traveled thousands of miles to visit him, but the whole family came, didn't they just want to eat and drink?

There were men and women at the door, old and young. The woman stood at the front and said to Mr. Zhao with tears in her eyes:

"Stone, I haven't seen you for so many years, can you still recognize me?"

Father Zhao acted calmly at first, but after the woman said his nickname, his expression changed and he asked in surprise: "Who are you?"

The woman choked and said, "I am your cousin, Zhao Xuelian."

Zhao Zhizhi curled his lips behind him and thought to himself: "Just hearing the name doesn't sound like a good person."

Father Zhao was quite pleasantly surprised, "Sister Xuelian, didn't you marry in Liumu Village? We haven't contacted you for so many years, and I almost don't recognize you."

"Quick, come home first, sit down and talk slowly if you have anything to say."

Father Zhao enthusiastically moved out of the way and greeted Zhao Xuelian's family of four to come in.

Zhao Xuelian raised her hand to wipe her hypocritical tears, and without being polite to Father Zhao, she directly waved her family in.

Although Zhao Xuelian's mother-in-law was walking with a limp on crutches, her eyes were shrewd.

As soon as I walked to the yard, I started to observe the Zhao family's house.

Zhao Xuelian's man actually sat directly on the stone bench, and regardless of the incest, he shouted in a dignified manner, "Niece, give your uncle some water to drink, I'm dying of thirst."

Father Zhao is a big-hearted man. He didn't think much after hearing this. He just turned around and said: "Zhizhi, please bring some water to your aunt's family. Liumu Village is not close to our village. They can still escape." It’s really not easy for us.”

Zhao Zhizhi sighed, knowing that Father Zhao was overjoyed because his relatives were here.

She didn't want to disappoint Father Zhao, so she could only follow his wish and go to the woodshed to bring out a small basin of water.

Zhao Xuelian's man's eyes lit up when he saw the water. Without saying a word, he snatched the basin over, picked it up and poured it into his mouth.

Zhao Zhizhi frowned and saw that half of the precious water entered his stomach, and half leaked from the basin to the ground, where it was absorbed by the cracked soil.

After drinking, he shouted, "It's so good", and then looked at Zhao Zhizhi, "Good niece, get some more water for uncle."

She was a little worried about wasting so much water, but seeing that Father Zhao was really happy, she held back her displeasure and brought out another basin of water.

The man picked it up again and drank half of the pot, leaving the remaining half on the cracked ground.

"It quenches my thirst."

Zhao Xuelian looked at the empty bowl on the table longingly, "Shitou, can you give us some food? We've been hungry all the way. We came all the way from Liumu Village and only ate a few steamed buns. We've been hungry all day."

She also took out the package containing dry food. It was empty, and she shook it off, and the residue fell out.

Before Zhao Lao could say anything, Zhao Xuelian's man's stomach rumbled. Her mother-in-law, who was so hungry that her face was sallow and skinny, also touched her belly.

Zhao Zhizhi looked sideways, wondering why this family looked like beggars.

The child had a sly look on his face and sneaked into the woodshed and brought out a plate full of food without even noticing it.

"Mom, dad, look, these steamed buns are actually made of white flour!"

Zhao Zhizhi noticed that the three people's eyes widened when they looked at them.

Father Zhao hurriedly said: "Eat some."

The child's dark hands grabbed a steamed bun, and there was a dirty fingerprint on the snow-white bun.

He ate so voraciously that the crumbs of the steamed buns fell all over the floor.

Zhao Xuelian and her husband also picked up one each. Zhao Xuelian's mother-in-law looked lame, but her movements were quite neat when picking up the steamed buns.

"Zhizhi, why don't you go see if there are any vegetables and bring them over too." Father Zhao was still very concerned about this relative.

Zhao Zhizhi can understand it. After all, there are not many brothers left in the old days of Zhao. They are dying and fleeing.

Now that I see Zhao Xuelian, I am inevitably happy.

She walked to the woodshed and took out the pickles.

When Zhao Xuelian and her mother-in-law saw the pickles, they acted as if they had never seen them in their eight lifetimes, and immediately ate them with steamed buns.

A total of seven steamed buns were eaten by them.

After eating this, I didn’t forget to ask for a basin of water.

The man raised his head and burped. The sound was very loud and had a strange smell.

Zhao Zhizhi hurriedly hid aside, "Aunt, you can go on your way after you've eaten enough to catch up on old times. Don't miss the time."

Zhao Xuelian's expression changed and she did not answer. Instead, she continued to talk to Mr. Zhao, "Shitou, you are in great trouble now. So many people have died in this disaster year. Even the wild vegetables in places like Liumu Village have been dug up." , it’s better here, you can actually eat white flour steamed buns, I haven’t eaten this white flour in a long time.”

When Father Zhao heard what she said, his face lit up with a smile, "Everywhere, every family has been through this in this disaster year. I just ask God to provide a rain quickly, so that people can live well. But Sister Xuelian, don’t be discouraged, it will eventually pass.”

"Shitou, you are right, we don't know when we will get through this."

Zhao Xuelian said and held Father Zhao's hand with tears in her eyes.

The old woman's eyes widened when she saw her daughter-in-law's behavior, but when she thought of her situation, she stopped moving.

The swarthy man only focused on reminiscing about the taste of the white-flour steamed buns just now, and didn't care.

Zhao Zhizhi always felt that it was not that simple. Wouldn't they want to leave?

As expected, Zhao Xuelian spoke in the next second, "Shitou, we are very tired after coming from Liumu Village. Can we rest here for a few days? We haven't seen each other for a long time. I don't remember most of the people in this village." Now, you can take me around too."